Ashina's point of view -It was clear in my mind that, since only two days remain until my birthday, and then we're leaving. Whether I have a mate or not, and whether any more soldiers come to my army or not. During my deep slumber, I drifted off to sleep in the warm bathtub water. The bubbles are long gone, and only the scent of daisies remained. I'm supposed to sleep during the day and wake up at night. Since I've been in this pack, I've returned to normal sleeping habits.I walked through a field, which led to a forest, with trees taller than I could see above and I was amazed at all the flowers all around me. There was a pristine lake to the right where the moon reflected. On the other side of the lake, a woman glided across it, her hair long, black, and billowing around her waist. She had fair skin, rose red lips, and lavender eyes like lilacs. The moon goddess' scent was like the lilacs around her. She exudes the scent of soft, creamy, cosmetic, almondy, green, and the distinc
Margaret’s Point of View - I don't have enough patience to deal with this little brat. Using an old person's incontinence diaper, I'll dress her myself. Whenever she wants to act like a baby, I'll dress her up like one. I've got a binky in one hand and a T-shirt for an adult baby in the other. Glancing over at her, I watched that naked brat jump from the bed. I sneer, "NOT SO FAST!" and dress Ashina in the clothes I have. I added lace around the face of the baby's headwear. Ashina shrieks "STOP!" Then I growl at her, "Zip it!" Her mouth gets sealed with a zipper. Now there's no hassle. Until she gets dressed by herself and follows me around cleaning up the mess she made, she's my balloon. It's my control. Are you ready to go out into the forest with me so we can release those two idiots from the spell you put on them? "I'm going to drag you out like my own balloon if I don't get you to do that." Don't mess with me! I see Ashina's face turn red when she realizes she's stuck,
Margaret’s point of view- A witch is one who can get sick, whereas wolves never do. If I get sick, I lose my power. Several years ago, that was the case. Once I turned one hundred years old, I stopped counting my age in years. I was hiding at the time from the grand wizard, an extraordinarily evil man. He even helped Marcus take over the Western kingdom of wolf packs. It was Dreyfus, the grand wizard, who taught Marcus how to sell his soul to the devil. While they became good friends, I was killing off their evil armies behind the scenes, and the grand wizard was hunting me himself once they traced my magic back to me. I started wearing a potion to hide my scent while attending a supernatural academy. I studied how to kill demons and the grand wizard himself. I could not use magic unless I walked into caves deep in the earth with magical barriers to hide the magic I was practicing. The moon goddess came to me long ago. She explained what I needed to learn from this book about mag
I know that I will be celebrating my birthday in a few days, so perhaps that is why I am so emotional right now. It feels as if my body chemistry is about to change once I turn eighteen. Something seems to be changing within me. It's hard for me to put into words what I'm feeling. Because I don't understand it myself, I get upset easily. I have tantrums like a child. Which is not my personality at all. The royal witch is preparing me for training, and I make sure to apologize to her. I learned she is not the witch of the Eastern Royal Kingdom; she is the ruler of all witches and warlocks worldwide. My mind is blown by the fact that she came specially to train me here. Since I rescued those two male idiots earlier in the day, I have yet to see either of them again, even though they both claim to be interested in me in a romantic sense. Honestly, I am glad they have made themselves invisible to me now, as it was becoming increasingly uncomfortable for me to see them. As crazy as the
Ashina - What triggered me was my question of why had our witch back at my mountain home not trained me? It may have been because we were hiding from all the wolves, and we wanted everyone to think we had died in the war, as magic leaves a trail. We could not take the chance of being discovered because Malcolm would make sure he would kill us if we were discovered. It is certain that he would be terrified if he knew I was alive because he would fear me creating a rebellion and taking back my parents' Kingdom if he knew I was still alive. In the end, I realized I was thinking about everything except finding my center. I took a deep breath for the hundredth time of the day. As I sorted the dirt in my fingers again, clearing my mind, turning my hearing into the small pebbles of dirt falling from between my fingers towards the ground, I felt the aura of the dirt slipping from my fingers as it fell towards the ground. Every piece of dirt has its own unique aura. With my mind touching the
Ashina - My mind suddenly dawned on me that I had another question to ask Margaret. I think I am going to refer to her as Lady Margaret from now on. My heart pounded and I jumped up, running after her into the pack house. The fact that she turned around slowly and raised her eyebrows at me when I approached, tells me she sensed my approach. Then I asked her, "Lady Margaret, could you please hold on a second, I have something to ask you." I watched her furrow her brows again as I said this to her. A few moments later, she unfurrowed her eyebrows and shook her head with a resignation unfurled look on her face. "In response to your highness's question, I would like to know what you plan on asking?" I watched as Margaret smirked at how she referenced me. Touché' I think to myself, she is actually sort of fun. "How would I use magic to turn those two jealous idiots into green jealous idiots? Only temporarily?" I see her smile just slightly; I think I would like to party with this
Andor - "Great! Where the He** are we?!!" Everywhere I look there is sand. The heat is intense and there aren't any trees anywhere to be seen. Cadma retorts, "Looks like the dessert you green mutt!" "Shut up you green lizard!" Thinking about what I just said, it didn't sound like a cut down. Cadma snickers, "Isn't it normal for a lizard to be green? Mutt breath! Besides, I am a Dragon, not a lizard!" I would punch Cadma into the next century if it weren't so hot in this sand pit. "Listen to lizard lips! What is your suggestion for getting out of this mess?" As I watched the lizard's expression, there were only smirks. "Listen, Wolf boy, who could be the lead star of needing to use toothpaste a little more often. I can fly, I don't know about you." "Listen here. I brush my teeth several times a day, and my wolf is perfect. He never needs to brush his teeth" Chuckling to annoy me, Cadma continues to push my buttons, "I thought dogs chew on bones to clean their teeth." Angrily,
About an hour later, Irlas flew away from the oasis. I noticed massive amounts of water. I'm pretty sure it's an ocean; grey clouds form in the sky. As I saw lightning bolts sent by the Gods themselves, I panicked. The sky stormed with rain. I scrunch up like an infant to fit under Irlas' scales. The goal is to keep myself from falling off the dragon if I can't get all of my body under the scales.My heart begins to beat a different beat from the fear of the rain and the lightning I see ahead of us. My fears see me headed into certain death. I am praying to the moon goddess for forgiveness of all the she-wolves I had sex with, and for being rude to my mate. I don’t even notice that we are now in the storm, and we are not being rained on.I am curled like an infant in my mother’s womb still praying away. When I heard gruff laughter in a mind link saying “stupid human” shocked I asked in anger, “how can you mind link me? ““Such a puny human mind, dragons are far superior to wolves. We
Ashina -- When Andor and I arrived back to what is now our kingdom, the Dark Moon royal pack, my parents granted us many rights, including overseeing new member rituals and other duties of a king and queen. The only thing left was to transfer the titles to us. My mother insisted on waiting until her return and wanted both Andor and me to undergo six months of training. I had several meetings with the packs in the royal kingdom, and it became clear that there were too many packs in one kingdom, leaving their needs unmet. They also voiced concerns about my mother’s temper and magic, which led to Malcolm stirring up unrest among upset Alphas. I proposed a solution to divide the kingdom into smaller regions, each with its own King and Queen elected by the packs. Additionally, there would be a counselor to work with the royal couple, ensuring checks and balances. Each pack would have its own council reporting to the main council, which in turn would report to the
Andor— I found myself completely speechless in the presence of the queen. The memory of her sister's death had been buried deep within me for so long, a defense mechanism to preserve my sanity, my therapists had said. It was impossible for me to convey to her that I couldn't remember what she had seen in my subconscious. A weight settled in my chest as I realized how much her sister's role in my life meant to her, knowing that blocking the memory would only add to the queen's grief, knowing that it was Lisa who had saved my family's lives. As if she could sense my turmoil, Queen Amira attempted to comfort me. "Don’t worry about what you can and cannot remember. You were just a toddler when this happened. I have another question for you. Could I get Ashina and you to take over the kingdom temporarily while my spouse and I bring in the traitors that abandoned their post to guard Ashina and her brother?" I couldn't help but wonder why she wasn't send
Andor –The fireball had knocked Ashina out, and I rushed to carry her to the medical tents, navigating through the tunnels to avoid encountering too many non-mated male warriors. Her mating scent hadn't become strong yet, so I was relatively safe from wolf shifters attempting to claim her as theirs (My Mate).When I entered the medical tent, I noticed several male shifters sniffing the air. Amidst the chaos, a healing witch hurried over to me and directed me to a tent designated for women only. She explained that the tent was enchanted to conceal mating hormones from non-mated males. To manage the females' heat until the war was over, they administered medicinal herbs that would allow them to complete the mating once the conflict had ended.I nodded and followed the nurse to where Ashina would receive care. As the nurse started IVs for Ashina, I observed her receiving the herb intravenously. Though Ashina's heat made me yearn to mate with her, it wasn't the appropriate time or place t
Amira:I was amazed to discover that my powers had returned even stronger than before. I couldn't help but feel that the Moon Goddess had played a role in healing me and enhancing my abilities. I couldn't express enough gratitude to the moon goddess for this gift. Every spell, every incantation, every snap of my fingers felt effortless and natural.I could see the admiration in my daughter's eyes as she watched me use my powers. She seemed to think of me as some kind of super witch, despite the fact that we were werewolves with elemental powers, not witches.As royal werewolves, we are also granted the power of sight when we are crowned. Personally, I am gifted with the ability to see someone's past. In my mother's case, she could see what people were doing in real time. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of sight Ashina would gain once she was crowned.I couldn't help but inwardly laugh as I continued to provoke Griselda, knowing that revealing the truth wasn't for her benefit, but
Dropping to my knees beside my brother, my heart raced at the sight of the gash on his forehead. The blood, so much blood, it looked worse than it probably was. My breath caught in my throat as I saw his dragon working to heal the wound. A mixture of relief and anger surged through me. Gandor had disobeyed my orders, and now he was here, hurt. I stood up, my hands trembling with a burning rage as I grabbed Gandor by the collar and shook him. “What were you thinking? You were supposed to stay home! Do you realize you could have been killed, Gandor!” He just shrugged with an infuriating nonchalance, his eyes flicking away, refusing to meet my gaze. My patience snapped. “What's so important that you couldn't listen to me for once?!” Gandor's eyes widened, and he nodded over my shoulder. “Ashina, who is that woman behind you?” I turned, seeing that it was our mother he had never really met. He was just a baby when we escaped so many years ago. Sadly,
Kiera – I stood there watching Malcolm taunt and laugh at me. No Denison can laugh at me and stay alive because I'm a royal alpha wolf. It is beyond my comprehension why this obnoxious human would stand there laughing. The fear of my wrath should have him shaking. Groar – “Attempt to kill Malcolm if you dare, he's a formidable opponent. He will kill you little wolf, if I haven’t killed you first.” Kiera – With a growl, I charged towards Malcolm, aiming for his neck. What kind of trickery is this? When I bite into his neck, it fades like the mist of fog hovering above the lake in the morning. I hear Groar roar with laughter as if he was watching slapstick comedy. Anger welled up from the fire pit that was boiling from deep inside of my gut. I started chewing on the hardened scales of the black dragon. I would dig my way to his heart and eat it. I could feel Ashina pulling through trying to shift. I needed to kill this dragon. It cannot think of living after disrespecting me.
-Ashina - I leaned out the window and listened to the evil blonde witch behind me rant about how Margaret was young and weak in comparison to her. MS. Evil Witch was adamant that she was a much deadlier witch than Margaret. It’s blah blah blah. I was working up the courage to jump out the window, talking to myself. I decided I would count to three, then I would jump out the window. 1 (1000), 2(1000), 3(1000) Okay, I needed to count again. I just messed that up. Naturally, my sweet wolf, who always encourages me at the wrong time, chimes in. Kiera - "Chicken!!! Bawk, bawk, bawk. Well, you will lose your ride if you don't hurry! Or the wicked witch of the west to barbecue us ala flambe." Ashina -- " Well, if you're all hyped up about jumping out of that window, I'll shift so that you can jump in my place." Kiera - " If I jump or you jump we will both suffer and die either way. Also, if I was supposed to fly, I would have been born a dragon, and seeing as I am not one, I would not jum
-Ashina –The first thing I noticed when I awoke was that I was in a tower with no doors or vents, only a window. As if I were in a fairytale, my prince would call out to me, asking me to let down my hair so he could climb up it to save me.In search of a way out, I felt dismayed at the lack of options available, except for the window in front of me. As I looked out, I noticed this tower was high above the clouds. The first question I asked myself was it duck hunting season? I swear I saw birds flying in a V formation.My thoughts were interrupted by an angelic voice, but I could feel the evil aura radiating from her. There was nothing angelic about the person who was speaking in front of me.My abductor was a tall, blonde woman with soft curls, dressed like a woman from the days of ballrooms and fancy dresses. Despite her large and beautiful eyes, you could see the blackness of her soul through them. It would have been understandable if she had been the siren that led so many sailors
Andor –The air was thick with the stench of death as I fought against the relentless tide of enemies, my magic draining my strength with every blast. I cursed under my breath as I accidentally incinerated a few witches amidst the chaos. But it was either them or me in this bloody battle, and I had no time to dwell on the casualties.The Queen had enclosed me in a protective bubble, while the witches tried to pop the bubble to kill me, the witches were not here to keep me safe, but to toy with me, to break me before the queen. I could feel her seething anger pulsing through the air as she eyed me like a predator sizing up its prey. I rolled my eyes at her, my own temper flaring in the face of her arrogance.The queen began an outburst about an ancient vase that I had blew up, some treasured artifact from her family's history. I should have been more respectful, but trapped in that confining bubble, I couldn't suppress my irritation. In a moment of impulsiveness, I let my frustration sp